The
PV Affair
Chapter 2
Vegeta's wandering tongue found mine, and exploited it shamelessly.
The door moved, and someone turned the handle, trying to open it. "Pan. Are you in here?" Oh Kami… it was my Dad!
I pulled away from Vegeta. I stopped with confusion. Vegeta didn't seem to have a ki signature at all! He smirked at my perplexed expression. He leant his face to my ear.
"I can suppress my ki completely." He laughed. He nipped my ear gently while he was there.
"Pan?"
"What are we going to do?" I whispered in a panic.
Vegeta kissed me on the cheek, slowly moving unexpectedly to my mouth. His hand slid up my thigh and under my dress. All the time the door was being shaken, someone trying to open it. Vegeta reached into my panties and I gasped. He continued to kiss me as his hand massaged and fondled. I was panting now, growing all the more worried. Suddenly, Vegeta pulled away, kissing me on my forehead, before disappearing out of the door. As I watched him leave out the back door, the kitchen door was swung open.
Trunks and Gohan were there. I pushed the loose strands of hair behind my ear and smiled nervously. Gohan looked around at the door handle at the other side. "It must have stuck somehow…" He said with confusion. As I looked, I remembered Vegeta's hand as he had touched it. He had fused it with his ki!
I slid down off the bench. "Oh well, guess I can go now…" I chuckled, trying to flit past them.
"But the back door's wide open…" Trunks commented.
I paused. I rubbed the back of my head, Son style. "Oh? I mean…oh, it is? I didn't notice." I escaped quickly. Damn Vegeta! The ass! He'd left me worked up on purpose. I didn't see him for the rest of the party. I kept nervously looking this way and that, expecting to see him. I still couldn't believe it! "I'm crazy…" I murmured to myself. Vegeta…? He was way older then me. Well… ok, considering a saiyans life span, not really, but still. I couldn't take it in no matter how hard I tried. So that's what sex was like? I shivered slightly. It had felt strange, but good. It was like he knew what I had wanted, even when I didn't. Was I dirty for thinking this way? I consciously looked around at everyone else. Was I a slut now?
Suddenly, the dark eyes were in front of me again. I near enough jumped. I had been too lost in thought to look right in front of me. He reached his hand to tenderly run down my jaw. 18 and Krillen passed by and suddenly Vegeta's hand was at his side again. 18 smiled, but frowned at Vegeta. By the look on Vegeta's face, the feeling was mutual for the android. He waited until they were in the next room, before taking me quickly by the hand. I looked anxiously to see if anyone was looking. They weren't. Vegeta began to pull me towards the front door. "Vegeta!" I hissed. "Someone's going to see us!"
"No they won't." He replied quickly, leading me out of the door. It was scary…It was crazy… But I allowed myself to be led into the darkness, the Saiyan man holding my hand tightly. I could hardly see as we walked quickly through the woods near the Corp. I was terrified. The leaves and twigs crunched underfoot as we walked. The moon was out, it's half full shape glowing eerily. We came to a small clearing, the moonlight shining brightly through the trees. The ground was a leaf littered carpet of different colors, darkened in the dim light. Vegeta turned around to face me. His lips were already in a smirk as he pulled me towards him. He kissed me savagely and passionately on the lips. His hands found my breasts, and he fondled and played with them. He drew away, breathing heavily.
"Again…?" I whispered with shock. "We can't… this isn't right…" He kissed me again, and I melted in his arms, not being able to control my own body. He was far rougher this time, and he pushed me against a tree, wrapping my legs around him. He began to pull my dress off my body. I allowed him too, my chest rising and falling quickly. He looked me for a moment, before setting me down and turning me around. I was pressed to my front against the cold tree. I felt him undress himself behind me.
Soon, his naked body was against mine. He coaxed my thighs apart gently. I was scared… Even though we'd done it before, it was all stil new to me. I clutched my hands onto the rough bark as I felt him begin to enter me. I whimpered, laying the side of my face against the tree. I clenched my eyes shut, feeling the burning pain.
"…Does it hurt?" Vegeta whispered hoarsely. He paused, resting halfway in. He moved closer, readjusting himself. He wrapped one arm around my waist, and clutched the other on the tree, just up from my face. His face rested on my shoulder, and I saw his concentration as he gave a swift push inside of me. I cried out. He gave me a lingering kiss on my shoulder, and began to move, using his arm around me to press me down against him, and the hand on the tree so he could push but keep his balance. He gave a light laugh in between his groans. "Who would have thought? I'm here fucking Kakkorrot's granddaughter against a tree in the woods at midnight." He chuckled softly. He gave a deep push, using his hands as leverage. "But it feels damn good…" he murmured.
I didn't like the way he had spoken. "Just because of Goku being my grandpa, I'm some sort of trophy?" I demanded.
He snorted. "Don't mention that idiots name." He pushed me down on all fours on the leaf littered ground, not withdrawing. He leant over my naked back, his solid chest exciting me more.
"Do you want me to fuck you more?" he purred, the words rolling of his tongue. "I want to hear it…"
I blushed furiously. I wasn't going to say that.
He slid his tongue down my back, sending alarms to every nerve ending I owned. "Say it…."
"Damn it! I want you!" I said with frustration. He still didn't move. I pressed my hips back against him, enjoying how it made him throw his head back and groan. He began thrusting quickly and roughly. My hands raked into the leaves beneath me. I felt he was holding back still. I wanted much more than that…it still wasn't enough.
Vegeta was surprised, but carefully began to let his power go. He seemed shocked but excited when I purred deeply at his increased efforts. The pleasant feelings were building like before, and fast! I swiveled around on him, pushing him on his back. He groaned, bringing his head forward to gaze at me. He frowned, licking his dry lips. He watched me with interest and I kept my eyes on him all the time. My heart was beating fast. I wasn't as sure what to do. His hand slid around and touched me tenderly where we were joined. I stopped what I was doing to moan. Vegeta didn't seem to mind, and his hand wandered, caressing me. It felt incredible! My hands clutched his shoulders and I rose on my knees while I rode it out. He brought his mouth up to my breast at the same time. I purred, and gazed down at him through half-slitted eyelids.
Vegeta began to finally move his hips again, and I'd forgotten just where he was. I growled from low in my throat, moving my hips in a rocking motion against him. His hands clung to my sides and my mouth gaped open slightly. I leant my head back, staring with wonder at the velvety darkness above me, embroidered with thousands of diamond-like stars. The night wind softly blew strands of my midnight black hair around my face as I moved with the muscular Saiyan beneath me. My eyes moved down to catch the stare of his pleasure filled black eyes. I leant down to kiss him, his lips soft and moist on mine. His tongue gently flitted into my mouth, and I sighed with satisfaction. He was growling, and I felt the small tremors through his pursed lips. He began shaking, again waiting for me. I fell back against him and the feelings in me bubbled and overflowed. I came to a climax, rising steadily through me. I cried hoarsely, overwhelmed by everything.
A smile graced his lips, happy at my obvious enjoyment. His hands tightened on my hips and I felt a warmth fill me. He didn't cry out, but lay his head down on the green carpet, his dark eyes closed to the stars. His smile grew wider and tugged at the corners of his lips. I lay down on him, his hands brushing up and down my sides. He lay with his head back, trying to catch his breath. He looked exhausted. I crossed my arms on his chest, gazing at him with a smile. My long black hair was splayed at the sides of my face and down his sides. I kissed in butterfly kisses down his shivering front. Where had my new confidence come from? I had no idea…
"I never made love to another Saiyan until this night." He said. He glanced up with amusement at my confusion. He chuckled softly, running his hand down my jaw. "Frieza destroyed my planet when I was still a boy." He explained. "…Our planet. You're the only Saiyan female I've been intimate with."
I lay my head down on his chest, feeling quite special. The last of our race… I looked up suddenly. "Where was it?" I asked. "…Show me?" He nodded silently, and coaxed me to turn around on him. I lay on my back on him. He wrapped one strong arm around me, and used the other to point.
"There." He said simply. I looked into the night sky, trying to look where he pointed. "Next to that constellation you humans refer to as 'Orion'. The third buckle along on his belt." He chuckled softly again, and it tickled my neck. I giggled. This wasn't lust… Was there something else here? I began to feel the faint spark of anticipation. It had an almost magical quality to it, if I want to start getting all teenage and whimsical. But the situation deserved it. He softly nibbled on the back of my neck, and I wound my fingers around his. I couldn't believe this was Vegeta. I didn't know he even had a side to him like this!
He ran his hands vigorously down me to warm me up. He shifted me off him, and I fell softly on the ground. He stood up, stretching, and I watched him in awe, taking in each line of his perfectly molded form.
"Like what you see, woman?" He asked cheekily, looking over his shoulder. I nodded stupidly, feeling embarrassed as he laughed. I stood up, still shivering slightly. I picked up my underwear, pulling them on quickly. I slid my dress on over my head, feeling the tiniest bit warmer. As I looked to Vegeta, he was already ready with his arms folded, obviously been watching me dress as he'd waited. When he saw I was ready, he moved off back through the undergrowth, carefully following the route we'd taken at first. I followed as quickly and nimbly as I could to keep up with him.
I kept my arms wound around my chest to help with the cold. I was disappointed that he didn't want to hold my hand and stroll through the forest with me. I laughed under my breath. Wait a minute… let's not forget that this was Vegeta I was thinking about! Since when did he ever show Bulma any form of public affection ever?
Bulma… I tried to drown the thought in my mind. I'd just enjoy the present, not think about the future like that… We reached the edge of the Corp, and the outside porch lights were on. People were leaving, their heels clicking hollowly in the silent night air. I was still shivering. I turned around to see Vegeta had gone. I looked around with confusion for him.
"Pan!" I looked up to see my father jogging towards me. Where have you been?" he asked with exasperation.
"I…I went for a walk." I stuttered pathetically.
He put his hands on my shoulders, feeling me shiver. "You're frozen." He commented. He looked with disapproval at my dress. "If you'd worn something warmer…" He commented with one eyebrow raised. He sighed. "Come on, we're leaving in a minute."
I followed him back to the car, glancing over my shoulder wistfully.
"You've been training? It's meant to be a party!" I heard the occasionally whiney voice of my best friend.
I turned to the porch step of the Corp to see Vegeta being grilled by his daughter. As she ranted on, his eyes met my stare. They seemed empty…. Where had all the feeling gone? They were just empty pools of black again. I didn't know what to think anymore.
I climbed into the car, curling my now shoeless feet up on the backseat, feeling the cold leather on my bare legs. The streetlights flashed by as we drove, and I just stared out of the window wistfully. Vegeta…? I don't understand…
